Jun. 27th, 2016

vrajna_kralis: (Flower)
Hyacinthe was whistling a song that had been going around Night's Doorstep right before he'd left, a fairly bawdy song about a highborn lady with an insatiable appetite for her footmen and maids. He was packing for the week in the odd huts, which meant he had the majority of his clothing out to pack. He didn't have a whole lot of clothing to his name; back home, that wasn't much of an issue. Compared to most of Night's Doorstep, he was something of a dandy. But here, he had less than damn near anyone else and it was pricking at his Prince of Traveler's pride.

His mind was occupied with what he might buy and where--most of the clothing worn in this period was not to his taste--when Fandom whimsy struck. One second, he was a pretty Tsingani boy with laughing eyes, and the next there was a potted flower sitting on the bed.

Oh, Fandom.
vrajna_kralis: (Half-Smile)
So, for the next week, I'm going to have practically no time at all. So my kids are either transformed (teddy bear, with modding rights to the wonderful [livejournal.com profile] vdistinctive and [livejournal.com profile] whoisalicewhite if she'd back in time) or off doing their own thing (ruling a country and/or eating people). I'll see y'all after the 4th!

Profile

vrajna_kralis: (Default)
vrajna_kralis

November 2016

S M T W T F S
  12 345
6789101112
13141516171819
20212223242526
27282930   

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 22nd, 2017 06:52 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios